The rebirth of the concubine and concubine

229 Chapter 4 It's hard to distinguish between true and false ([-])
Tian'er cautiously looked around, and after making sure that there was no one there, she closed the door, walked towards the inner hall, and knelt down in front of Concubine Xi. Seeing this, Concubine Xi quickly saw Tian'er help her up , asked quickly: "How is it, is Lin Zixi really dead?"

"Returning to your mother, Lin Zixi is really dead!" Tian'er nodded to Concubine Xi confidently, and then continued: "Your maidservant has already heard about it. already dead."

"Really dead? That's great!" Thinking of what Wang Zixian had promised her, Concubine Xi couldn't help jumping up, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth. You know, she is only in her early twenties. Don't die of old age alone in this secluded palace!

"Prince Concubine, you can finally walk out of this deep palace and live together with the Prince!" Tian'er has been with Concubine Xi for so many years, and she is Concubine Xi's confidant. The matter between Xian is also really happy for Concubine Xi.

Concubine Xi thought of the ordinary man that day, when she smiled, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a kind of evil magic power, which made her heart seem not to belong to her.

Stretching out her hand to caress her still flat stomach, Concubine Xi smiled at Tian'er longingly: "Tian'er, you said that if he knew that I was pregnant with his child, he would become a father, wouldn't he? Will be very happy?"

"Ma'am really?" Tian'er couldn't help grinning when she heard the good news. Seeing Concubine Xi's face flushed, she couldn't help but stepped forward to hold Concubine Xi's hands, "Congratulations, empress! Congratulations, empress ! Prince Wang will be very happy!"

"It would be great if this is the case." Thinking that she is still in this deep palace, but she is already pregnant with Wang Zixian's child, thinking that if an outsider finds out that she and this child will be forever lost, in the eyes of Dowager Xi Could not help but cast a layer of mist.

"Your Majesty, don't be sad. When things calm down in a few days, it's time for the slaves to bring the Prince to the Chunxi Palace so that the Concubine and the Prince's family can reunite." Tian'er seemed to have made up her mind. Princess Xi said.

At this time, Beimingjue met Xuan Zijun alone in the Zichen Palace. Beimingjue's eyes no longer had the look of the past, and what was left was only exhaustion, and he asked weakly: "What about the beauty that Prince Beichuan wants?" How is it?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the married beauty has already been sent to Prince Beichuan's inn together with the other ten beauties. Prince Beichuan is very satisfied. If you want to come, the marriage will come naturally." According to Lin Zixi's arrangement at that time, the waiter in Hui The green pearl next to the concubine was arranged to be the concubine to marry Zhou Yang.

The green bead is a pawn that Lin Zixi placed next to Concubine Hui. It originally had a stunning appearance, but after changing its appearance, it became an ordinary appearance. When it came to Concubine Hui, it quickly gained Concubine Hui's trust. A woman who is not inferior to Lin Zixi, and has an appearance no less than Yun Xixi, presumably both the Emperor and Beichuan Kang will like it very much.

Presumably only such a woman can survive in the Day Yang Palace.

"Prince Beichuan is satisfied, as long as you go back and have a good rest in the next few days, and spend more time with Xi'er." Bei Mingjue finally raised his head to look at the face that once made him feel so painful, but now he thought of it. This person shares the same illness as her, and is also Lin Zixi's favorite man. The hatred in her heart is slowly dissipating, and she waved him to retreat.

Ten days later, Prince Beichuan left the Youhuang border safely with the green pearl.And Lin Zixi's coffin was also buried that day, and everyone who watched couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now that she had been buried, Lin Zixi's death was already a certainty.

At this time in Chunxi Palace, Concubine Xi had already learned about the burial of Lin Zixi's Zigong, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and ordered someone to send the letter she had written by herself to Wang Zixian, asking him to go to the Spring Festival. A tryst in the grove outside Xi Palace.

When receiving the letter, Wang Zixian was sitting with Bei Minghao in the secret room of the Liuwang Mansion, looking at the letter in his hand with a sneer, with a disdainful gloom.

Beiming Hao looked at Wang Zixian, played with the white jade wine glass in his hand, and said with a sinister smile, "What do you plan to do with this Concubine Xi?"

"Since the places that should be used have been used up, it is time for her to disappear." Wang Zixian's words were without a trace of emotion, as if Concubine Xi was just a pawn on his chessboard, not the past. A lover who hugs her ears and rubs her hands together.

Beiming Hao squinted at Wang Zixian, and drank the new wine in the white jade cup, "You are really a cruel and heartless person."

"Only those who are ruthless and ruthless can do great things. Isn't the Sixth Prince also such a person?" Wang Zixian raised his eyebrows without any hesitation, looked at Bei Minghao, and then took a drink from the glass in front of him.

Hearing this, Beiming Hao's expression turned cold, and he suddenly burst out laughing, "Sure enough, Wang Zixian knows me!"

Afterwards, the hearty laughter of the two resounded in the secret room, but those who understood could hear an indescribable pain hidden in the laughter, as if feeling lost because of someone's disappearance .

It's just that neither of them noticed that a figure quietly left outside the secret room.

The dark night, the gloomy wind, the rustling shadows of the trees, it seems like a night ghost who wants to take someone's life away.

With a sharp knife hidden in Wang Zixian's sleeve, he walked slowly in the secluded forest, only hearing the sound of the soles of the shoes crushing dry branches, with a crackling sound, which was especially clear in the dead silence .

Suddenly Wang Zixian saw a figure standing not far away, wearing a peach-colored cloak, which was Dowager Xi's favorite color on weekdays. Every time she had a tryst with him, she would wear this cloak. There was a chill.

Just as he was about to go forward, he suddenly heard a slightly hoarse voice, "Xian, are you here?" Then, he saw the man in the peach-colored cloak coughing a few times.

Knowing that Concubine Xi had caught a cold, Wang Zixian let down his vigilance, "Well, I'm here, what's wrong with you today, why are you sick? You must know that I am the one who loves you the most when you are sick." Wang Zixian said as before. Sweet talk, but with a bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes.

"Xian, I'm pregnant, and you're going to be a father. When will you take me away? If someone finds out, I'm afraid we'll all..." Dowager Xi lowered her head, choked with sobs, as if she was crying.

However, what he said undoubtedly caused a bomb to sink Wang Zixian's heart. He clenched the dagger in his hand, as if he had already made up his mind to let Concubine Xi go out.

(End of this chapter)